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Caesar Slade Pt.1
I awoke with the strangest head ache, it would seem as though I had hit my head on something. What it was I could not be very sure of, but I slowly rose from my bed and out of my “golden” chamber. I slowly look down the hallway only to be greeted by Praefectus Honestum Custodum.
I say in a tiresome matter “Praefectus, good morning is it? Where is my Legate? We need to discuss the matters of the bellum tribu. They have been a thorn in my ambitions for quite the amount of time. I want to slit the chieftains throat myself though.”
Honestum replies in a rather monotone matter “He is actually in the conference room currently. Fidelis knows how you do not like to be kept waiting, but then again neither does he.”
In a fit of rage I scream out “Who do you think you are to speak for I?! You are nothing but a block in the nation, you mean nothing and are nothing. You can and will be replaced if needed!”
Honestum stops for a moment, blinks and shrugs it off, he knows that I am bipolar and can sometimes not control what I say, I am thankful for such an understanding man as him.
“I am sorry Honestum, you know how weak and ill minded I am at times.” I say looking down saddened. I begin down the hallway towards the conference room, armor clanking upon the way. It is uncomfortable but at the same time it is. I find it comforting to know if attacks come during night, I will be ready off the get-go. I soon arrive at the door and I slowly open it, two mongrel hounds guarding the doors.
“Legate!” I greet him with joy.
“Caesar Slade! I’m glad we are meeting on such happy relations.” He smiles widely and happily
“The extermination of another tribe, and the freedom of purifying their culture, it is a beautiful sight. We will cleanse their buildings in flame and crucify any who do not surrender. They are all profligates. Their leader is strong, I want to make an example of him, bring him to me alive. I shall slit his throat in front of the prisoners to set an example.” I announce to him, pride in my voice.
“I would love to sir. You have my unquestioning loyalty”
I give a slight chuckle “ Take the newest batch of urban cohorts to assist you, I have heard this tribe can be troublesome, even for the watch”
The Legate and I both burst out in laughter. I smile, stand up announce “Axios” to him and leave, down the hall to my balcony. A beautiful day reigns over Urbem Pulchram, how it is in Roma I do not know. I love Damnasse ad finem, she is the reason I breathe and live. She is what motivates me to keep moving, and those well trained Cohorts are the troops that keep me breathing. I slowly reach over to one of the praetorians, and snap at him “Get me my scythe and my gauntlet” He salutes and runs rapidly on his backwards legs, his vulpes like snout sniffing at a hundred miles an hour. I slowly chuckle, it was fun destroying the world when I could.
-Austin
Xezbeth Pt.1
FIVE YEARS AGO:
“I have gathered you here today for something important. Something new. Something close to what you all thought was impossible. I have gathered you here for a revolut-” Screams and shouts from the crowd that had built up around me interrupted the beginnings of my speech. I nodded appreciatively. I knew that this was exactly what they had been waiting for. The people had been waiting for their savior, the one who would carry them into the light. And they knew, oh, they knew, that I was the one. It had taken me years of training, years of conditioning, but I finally had changed who I was born as into the person that my world needed me to be.
The voices died down, and I stepped back up to the podium. “But oh no! This is not as before. I bring you not here *this time* for conspiracy theories, or for promises of change. I have brought you here today, for a plan!” I exclaimed. But this time, no cheers nor hollers of joy rang at the conclusion of my statement. And I knew exactly why. I looked around me. It was pitch black, there were torches mounted against walls. The faint light illuminated the room only enough to make out the silhouettes of the millions of people. Shadows danced across the room atop the wet stone walls enticingly. Their bodies were packed against each other tightly, almost painfully. These were the conditions we all lived in everyday. Among the crowd was a woman, holding a child swaddled in an old and tattered newspaper, a group of girls with parchment skin, tiny bones, stringy hair, and a small face that bore hopeless empty holes in place of eyes. We had been through so much, and I knew why they didn’t believe me. They had heard “We are all saved!” and “Just do what I say, and we will survive this hellish reality.” But nothing had ever happened. They were just people driven psychotic from lack of food or free space. The people who promised freedom always ended up in solitary confinement, and I knew they thought that that was exactly where I was headed. I stepped up again, took a deep breath and continued, hoping to hold my audience long enough to show them that I was the answer to their prayers. “Impossible you think, I know. I can see the resistance in your eyes. I can sense your fear of change. Your judgement is seeping out of your pores! I know! I used to be in your place. Listening to some sort of Militia claiming to be so called “A group of political leaders.” But the difference this time, is that I AM you. And I don’t know WHAT we need. We ALL know that. But I am the one standing here, and you are not for the simple fact that I know HOW.” I finished, and proudly looked at the faces of exasperation, the gasps that sounded all across the cellar we were in. Each person sent uncertain glances in the direction of any familiar face. I continued, enjoying the fact that soon we’d be rejoicing together. “We will RISE out of the darkness! Take our fate from the hands of our captors! We will leave the underworld forever, and rise to the surface!” I took a deep breath. It was time to tell them what I knew. “I will train you as I have myself. I will take you with me. For I have found...” I stopped, pausing for dramatics. I let the anticipation build before finishing my sentence. “I have found THE passage to the surface world! To the five kingdoms!” The room exploded in cries of zeal. I nodded, and walked away. I left the crowd in it’s celebration. For I had work to do.
-Zoey
Nicola Pt. 1
It was a normal day at school, but it turned out not to be. When the bell rang, everyone ran for their lockers. It was the last day of school before summer break!!! Couldn’t wait for the day to end so I could GO HOME! I packed the last of my locker up, said goodbye to my friends and ran outside. The summer sun was beating down, saying “Enjoy the rest of the day”. I smiled and took it up on its offer. I saw my dad pulling up in an ‘73 black mustang convertible. I grinned. We had sold it a couple years ago, but after both parents got a raise, we could afford to have it. I ran over, and as I did, a girl bumped into me,
-Brielle
Dateless Pt. 1
It was the coldest day of the year, and it look like it was about to rain. Sadly, it was. also a school day. I always love to go and sit outside in the rain and think about the past. Instead, i was stuck in this h***hole with a bunch of idiots who all smell like crap. I don’t think anybody in this place has heard of deodorant. No one here wants me here as much as I do. I hate this. My dumb idiot parents want me to stay here because it is a small school .I don’t care about how many students are in the class or in the school. I wish I could just go off to the country and live there forever. Yeah, I know a goth girl who hates everyone wants to live in the country. What is this madness? It’s me, don’t like it, get over it. I am waiting for my senior year when I get a motorcycle or horse and I can finally ride away from this evil place. I don’t even know why I am here. Why didn’t my mom have a miscarriage? I wish that I was dead. Tomorrow is going to be worst, I have exams. Not the regular exams regular kids have. No, I have the exampirus exam along with the regular exams kids nowadays take. Anyway, the exampirus exam is an exam when you have 15 challenges and if you don’t pass every single one, you fail.. The people in my class who are taking it is me, a small short girl who always wears pink with red shoes, and then there is a boy my height around my age and is a blonde and he is country. We have had classes together since the beginning and only usually 2 people pass the test out of 3 so hopefully me and the boy will pass. Ever since the beginning he has shown me so much compassion. He is so nice to me and I guess he has grown on me. By that I mean, I guess I kinda maybe sorta like him. I debating if I do or not, I mean a tomboy goth chik liking a blonde hair country boy. who ever heard of that? It is frown upon in my family. -Vanna
Radan Pt. 1
I woke... There was a pleasant feeling through the room. As I rose my head... I noticed I wasn't home. I expected to have simply woken in the middle of night but that was definitely not the case. It looked like a medieval bedroom. I couldn't comprehend any of this.
Somebody walked into the room. They spoke, "My lord, there are reports of violence in all districts."
"Who are you talking to?" I replied.
"You, of course. Lord Radan of the great Altarian Empire. It's like you forget who you are." answered the man, acting as if I was an idiot. He left the room. I was just as bewildered as ever.
I rose from bed. The floor was made from stone, it was freezing cold. I found some leather shoes on a dresser and put them on as soon as possible. There were some clothes in the drawers, I changed into them instead of what I expected to be pajamas.
As I exited into the main hall, shouts silenced and all of them kneeled. “Okay, you can stand. I just need to know what’s going on.” I said, trying to get some answers to this madness.
There were many outbursts, eventually overtaken by who later became my main general. “All four of the districts have reports of violence in the streets.”
"I swear, if anyone says anything-" I tried to finish my sentence, but I froze. It was as if everything stopped. I saw a flash of light out of the corner of my unblinkable eye.
"So you're one of them." I heard, it sounded like a young woman. "You're the only one that didn't figure all of this out instantly. The other six saw the world and accepted it. Well, it sort of makes sense. The species you have become is very human."
I regained control of my body. "Who are you and where in the hell am I? Why does everybody keep calling me Radan?" I asked, needing answers.
"The others didn't need me to explain anything. I never even had to do this with them. I just sat back and watched." She continued in a mocking tone. "I don't know if you're an idiot or if you've just not accepted this yet. Of course, it may be the old Radan not letting you access his memories as your own. He never was willing to share. I'll take care of that and then I must leave." She shot a bolt of light from her hands. It hit me right in the stomach, causing me to faint. When I woke, she was gone.
There was a force... I still can’t explain it... It caused me to raise my left hand. As I did, a sensation began to rise from my core towards my hand. I looked to see what the sensation was. It looked as though all of my veins and arteries turned into sickening streaks of purple and black. A strange sword with a black blade materialized out of nothing. It launched into my right hand.
I stood and noticed all of the formerly frozen people staring at me. They all looked frightened and excited at the same time. Just at that moment a wave of memories that weren’t mine flushed into my mind. I knew who I was, where I was, and what was going on within my kingdom.
My name is Radan. I am of the Altarian race. My father died while I was still young. I know nothing about how to rule a kingdom and I am learning as things happen. The sword thing is new.
“Bring me in.” I stated. I was soon on horseback, riding to the disturbance in district 1. This one was simple, a few crazy Rarks trying to start a riot. All I had to do was show them the sword and they stopped. They were executed for crimes against the state the next morning. The next two groups were the same. District four was where things got difficult.
-Clay
Typhoon Pt. 1
Class was boring today, like many days in the past. I walk the halls going to my locker. When I put in the combination something weird happened, a blinding flash engulfed me. When I gain back my senses I am on a cloud. I did feel... different, powerful, and most of all in control. The space was open and nobody was in sight. “Lets try something.” I said I imagine floating, and I feel a gust of air take me rising in the air a few feet. So, this is why I feel the way I do. I control air. Now, time to explore. There was a forest below me, as well as a town. I float down to the town, as I do people start gathering in their town square. As I land I feel this place to be a hostile place. Thats when i think i can use the air as a barrier. Then a invisible air surrounds me at a super high speed. I did that at just the right time, a sharp slicing blade of air hits my shield. Actually multiple blades were. it looked like everyone could control air. I didn’t know these people nor did i want to hurt them, considering this is their home. I think about an outward pulse of air. A shockwave of air blasts out and knocked down everyone in the town square. “How dare you attack me, I never have been here before. What beef do you have with me?” I ask angered.
-Quinn
Llieracintia Pt. 1
I sat, legs crossed, toes tapping, fingers fidgeting, waiting. This was truly the most boring day in all of existence, or it would have been, if it wasn’t my 18th birthday. I flipped through the reports. War, war, war. The six kingdoms always seemed to be fighting. Sometimes I wished that I was a lowly Tunglio. Or if I was feeling really bored, I wished that I was an Ovinur. Yes, it was that kind of day. Notts wind their way up the walls, I watch their slow path. A leaf unfurls and the stem gets thicker. I try not to jump when someone opens my door. “What reports do you bring?” I asked in a very formal tone. I could tell that General Tenerair was resisting the urge to smile. Even for Vellinum, he was tall. He had black hair and mischievous, flashing eyes. “The new uniforms have saved us 6% of the old budget, along with the other changes you have made we are 45% more efficient, pay 67% less, and are 20% cooler. On another note, we are no longer being listened to,” he said, smiling on the last part. I jumped out of my seat to hug him. My stupid dress caught on the side of my desk, sending me sprawling. Tenerair started laughing, I looked up at him frowning. Very carefully, I stood up. I stuck my tongue out at the laughing Vellinum. “You make quite a spectacle of yourself, for a Stjornur,” he told me, kissing me on the cheek.. I blushed a bright red. I touched his face, “I’m scared,” I whispered. “I’ll be there, I promise,” he said, cupping my chin in his hand. I sighed, my face just inches away from Tenerair’s. “We should probably get going. I don’t want to be late to my own Aldri,” I said, turning away.
-Anna